yet absolute, complete
a solitary existence was mine.
Spellbinding, you came along
unbeknown shade to my shine
the welcome eclipse to a shrine.
An ardent irrevocable ring
no love bargained
boundless as the stars in the night.
Short, tender marriage
christened “Curt!” “Contrived!”
this jubilant union of darkness & light.
This post appeared for the first time on this blog in November 2016.